I read widely and voraciously, with little discipline (although I have my bouts). And then I write about it -- sometimes a little, sometimes more (not sure how often I get to "a lot", so let's go with "more" instead). I'm a Mystery junkie and have been since I can remember, I love Urban Fantasy, I can't pass up good Science Fiction or Fantasy, I've been known to dabble in Chick Lit ('tho, honestly, I'm more comfortable in "Lad Lit"), even a decent Western will do the trick.

Read a lot in June -- meant to squeeze in 2 more (at least), but that was close enough. I didn't get nearly as much written as I tried (particularly last week -- the book I spent most of last week reading took out all my mental energy). Most of what I read was really good and entertaining, but man...those that weren't? Blech. Thankfully, The Force made up for it all.